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Authors: Nicole Hamilton
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share your bed with Ashley. I heard you, Brandon. I heard you yesterday, the pair of you in that room.”
Brandon made a small apology of a face, and then shrugged. He rubbed Amanda’s shoulder. “That’s history.”
Amanda’s face changed. Her eyes started to shine.
“What’s history?” she said, waiting expectantly.
“Yesterday is always history,” he said. He pushed into the room and closed the door behind him. Amanda stepped back, enjoying the man’s forcefulness and capitulating inside. She knew this routine. He wanted her and she loved seeing the want in his eyes.
“ Yesterday ? Is that it?”
“Yeah. All I care about is today. You and me. The whole flat is empty, Amanda.”
“I know,” she said, her body responding to him without her permission. Her stomach fluttered and she felt the same headiness, warmth and weakness in his presence.
“Aren’t you feeling a little lonely? I know I am?”
Amanda wanted to say a hundred things in response about all the loneliness he’d made her feel. All the rejection, but instead she melted a little more.
“Brandon… you don’t have to be lonely. We were lovers…”
He stepped towards her. “We are lovers,” he replied.
“Yes… yes…” said Amanda breathily. “But we could be full-time lovers again…” she waited. Brandon didn’t say a word. He stepped towards her, his height filling her presence. Her head tilted back under his, and Brandon scooped an arm around her waist and picked her up.
“You should be a supermodel, baby. You really could.”
“I could be your supermodel, Brandon.”
“You already are, honey.”
He laid Amanda on her bed. Her eyes glistened with tears of hurt and she blinked them away so he wouldn’t see. He knelt on the bed and towered over her. Her one joy was feeling the heat of lust in his eyes. It gave her some comfort, but not much. He held her slim waist and squeezed her, peeling her leggings down over her slender thighs. She lifted her backside and her legs to help him. He gazed down at her hips and traced the line around the front triangle of her flimsy little panties with his finger. Amanda shivered. His touch, his gaze was amazing. She was growing warm and moist, tingling inside. It was involuntary. It was what Brandon did to her.
“Do you want to see what you do to me?”
Amanda smiled. “I love seeing that…”
Brandon grinned and pointed to her panties “Take these off and then I’ll show you.”
Brandon dipped his finger into Amanda’s panties and pulled them down slowly exposing the soft mound of her downy brown pubic hair. He tossed the panties aside, and exposed her, all pretence gone, she was hungry for him, forgetting her bitterness. Amanda gave into her own want. She knew what he craved and opened her legs wide to be sure he saw everything she had for him. His eyes fell down to her to gaze upon her naked vagina. “Now you can find out what you do to me ,” she whispered, hoping her beauty and the feelings in her body would finally count for something in the world of Brandon Lynes.
“I love that too…” His eyes were fastened to her slit. Amanda’s hand trailed to Brandon’s crotch, past the pressure of his erection pushing against the denim. She unzipped him, and his thick penis broke free, charging violently past the open zip. The head of his cock was already engorged, the foreskin peeling back from the tip.
“Do you like?” he said.
“Yes, baby. Let me show you how much…” She leaned up and kissed the top of his cock, trailing her tongue over its head. And then she lay back and opened her arms.
“Take me if you want me...”
Brandon didn’t wait. He dropped his jeans and pushed forward over Amanda’s body. He lifted her legs over his shoulders so they folded and her ankles draped down his back. She felt his fingers find her and sink into to her heat and wetness. Yes, she was ready. He enjoyed parting her lips with his fingers. She helped him, laying her hand
Brandon made a small apology of a face, and then shrugged. He rubbed Amanda’s shoulder. “That’s history.”
Amanda’s face changed. Her eyes started to shine.
“What’s history?” she said, waiting expectantly.
“Yesterday is always history,” he said. He pushed into the room and closed the door behind him. Amanda stepped back, enjoying the man’s forcefulness and capitulating inside. She knew this routine. He wanted her and she loved seeing the want in his eyes.
“ Yesterday ? Is that it?”
“Yeah. All I care about is today. You and me. The whole flat is empty, Amanda.”
“I know,” she said, her body responding to him without her permission. Her stomach fluttered and she felt the same headiness, warmth and weakness in his presence.
“Aren’t you feeling a little lonely? I know I am?”
Amanda wanted to say a hundred things in response about all the loneliness he’d made her feel. All the rejection, but instead she melted a little more.
“Brandon… you don’t have to be lonely. We were lovers…”
He stepped towards her. “We are lovers,” he replied.
“Yes… yes…” said Amanda breathily. “But we could be full-time lovers again…” she waited. Brandon didn’t say a word. He stepped towards her, his height filling her presence. Her head tilted back under his, and Brandon scooped an arm around her waist and picked her up.
“You should be a supermodel, baby. You really could.”
“I could be your supermodel, Brandon.”
“You already are, honey.”
He laid Amanda on her bed. Her eyes glistened with tears of hurt and she blinked them away so he wouldn’t see. He knelt on the bed and towered over her. Her one joy was feeling the heat of lust in his eyes. It gave her some comfort, but not much. He held her slim waist and squeezed her, peeling her leggings down over her slender thighs. She lifted her backside and her legs to help him. He gazed down at her hips and traced the line around the front triangle of her flimsy little panties with his finger. Amanda shivered. His touch, his gaze was amazing. She was growing warm and moist, tingling inside. It was involuntary. It was what Brandon did to her.
“Do you want to see what you do to me?”
Amanda smiled. “I love seeing that…”
Brandon grinned and pointed to her panties “Take these off and then I’ll show you.”
Brandon dipped his finger into Amanda’s panties and pulled them down slowly exposing the soft mound of her downy brown pubic hair. He tossed the panties aside, and exposed her, all pretence gone, she was hungry for him, forgetting her bitterness. Amanda gave into her own want. She knew what he craved and opened her legs wide to be sure he saw everything she had for him. His eyes fell down to her to gaze upon her naked vagina. “Now you can find out what you do to me ,” she whispered, hoping her beauty and the feelings in her body would finally count for something in the world of Brandon Lynes.
“I love that too…” His eyes were fastened to her slit. Amanda’s hand trailed to Brandon’s crotch, past the pressure of his erection pushing against the denim. She unzipped him, and his thick penis broke free, charging violently past the open zip. The head of his cock was already engorged, the foreskin peeling back from the tip.
“Do you like?” he said.
“Yes, baby. Let me show you how much…” She leaned up and kissed the top of his cock, trailing her tongue over its head. And then she lay back and opened her arms.
“Take me if you want me...”
Brandon didn’t wait. He dropped his jeans and pushed forward over Amanda’s body. He lifted her legs over his shoulders so they folded and her ankles draped down his back. She felt his fingers find her and sink into to her heat and wetness. Yes, she was ready. He enjoyed parting her lips with his fingers. She helped him, laying her hand
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